My mistakes burn like molten coalsClenched in my hand, the muscles taught like ironFlesh bubbling and etching in the memoryEvery line, every moment sizzles with crystal clarityToo clear to be forgottenToo painful to be forgivenI have to remember

A forest that I walk through in silenceEvery tree carved with those memoriesTapestries of pain and hatred for those mistakesA wall of failure stretching back as far as thoughtLooming all about meCrushing me down to nothingA place of oppressive and numbing silenceSave for the echoes of a single word,Unforgiven.

Guilt etched into skinTattooed underneath my fleshNew wounds open it upAnd I sketch down my mistakes with meticulous careThen stitch the flesh up againThe scars fade, memories dulledBut in time the emotions build underneathSwollen scar tissue hidden from sightThe marks of scathing hatredFor more than just the deedBut for who did it

I have not known regretIt was never so simple for me

I see the ripples of my failure spilling out like warm bloodEchoing beyond my life to all those around meI have been staring at those ripples for so longThat is all I can seeMyopic eyes, magnify my distended sense of guiltWhile I sense more beyond this realityIts visceral impact always leaves me blind to the lightBeyond this pain

And deep down I am always left wonderingDoes anyone ever truly deserve to be forgiven?

6:49pm04/07/08

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